Smart people never put all their eggs in one basket.
The old man will never have only one way to monitor the world's eyes and ears.
Although he now ignores government affairs and teases his great-grandson in the palace every day, he is still very aware of the major events in the world.
In this life, he neither trusts nor trusts anyone.
The most dangerous thing in his life was not the countless times he climbed out of the dead, but the hidden arrows from his back. When he first showed his talents, how many people were so jealous that they wanted to kill him!
After he made his own decision and became the leader of the army, all the people under his command also secretly harbored evil intentions and wanted to usurp the throne and seize power.
In his life, he has seen too much darkness in the world. He finally got an answer. Only darkness can cure darkness. And those noble-sounding and upright gentlemen, officials, and nobles who they say are against darkness are nothing more than
Afraid of other people's darkness and exposing their darkness.
Some people, standing in the light, have darkness hidden in their bodies.
Some people stood in the darkness, their whole bodies covered, watching indifferently.
But the old man never thought that one day, his darkness would be used on the sons he gave birth to.
"Hey!" After the man with green eyes retreated, the old man leaned on his chair and sighed, "It's not that we are cruel, after all, it's not the rich man's family who divides the property. It's as simple as two more acres of land for you, and a few more coins for him.
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"We can't let future generations learn from you, everyone will fight, and in the end everyone will die! We care about you because we are afraid that you will die!"
As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes hard with his big hands.
At some point, the fat cat returned to his feet. The moment he stood up, the fat cat lazily rubbed against his feet, and then followed him.
At this time, the sunlight gradually deviated, and the old man stood at the door, just covered by the shadow of the eaves.
When people are shrouded in sunlight, they only see the darkness in front of them. But when they are shrouded in darkness, they see the entire sun.
He clasped his hands behind his back and walked westward along the eaves. The fat cat followed nimbly behind him.
He walked out of the palace, passed through the second door, and when he was about to enter the Imperial Garden, his steps stopped slightly. He looked at the Imperial Garden and Le Zhi Zhai, which was leaning against the lake, and was quietly lost in thought.
"Our eldest grandson, what are you doing?"
Pu Bucheng came up from behind and said, "His Royal Highness just summoned He Guangyi, and now he has also summoned several bachelors and ministers from the ministry. What they were talking about should be about farming in Henan this year, and asked the people from the Ministry of Household Affairs to count the original population this year.
, and grain production!”
The old man nodded and smiled slightly, "He can keep his composure, which is good!" He said, clasping his hands behind his back, walking around the corridor of the Imperial Garden, "To do great things, you must be able to keep your composure, and the mountain will collapse in front of you.
Don’t change. You can’t follow other people’s footsteps, let alone let others affect your mood!”
Pu Bucheng smiled and said nothing.
The corridor passes by the lake, where koi fish roam leisurely in the clear water.
"Did that person deal with it?" the old man asked again.
"He knows what's appropriate, so I let him go with dignity!" Pu Bucheng replied.
The old man kept walking, "There are too many old people in the palace, and people like to talk too much when they get old. You know, we are most annoyed by these people who can't hide things in their hearts, and we hate those who know something, just tell them.
People who come out.”
Pu Bucheng bowed slightly and said, "I know this! Let's do it now!"
"Yeah!" The old man responded and still walked forward.
After leaving the Imperial Garden, I passed through the Zhenshun Gate. There was a green soft sedan outside the gate, as if I had been waiting for a long time.
Pu Bucheng opened the curtain, and the old man bent down and went in. The fat cat following him also wanted to go in, but was kicked out by him. It broke at the root of the wall with some confusion. After meowing twice, it lowered its head and licked its own hair.
"Let's go!" Pu Bucheng ordered, then held on to the sedan chair and followed the sedan slowly forward.
"You are getting older too!" the old man said from the sedan chair, "Let them carry another one, and you can follow in the sedan chair!"
"How can a slave sit in a sedan chair in front of the master?" Pu Bucheng said with a smile.
The old man snorted inside, "We're afraid that you'll be exhausted and have no one to help you!"
The sedan left the palace and was replaced by a carriage. The carriage went straight out of the city gate and headed east of Yingtian Mansion.
When the sun gradually faded and the clouds became more numerous, and the heat was no longer there and there was a breeze, the carriage stopped in front of the huge archway in Dongling.
Dongling is located to the east of Queen Ma's Xiaoling Mausoleum. According to human etiquette, if parents are in the west, the eldest son will be in the east. Dongling is Zhu Biao's mausoleum.
When the old man got off the carriage, he didn't even look at the eunuch guarding the tomb and the commander of the army who were kneeling on the roadside. He still walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back.
I walked past the tall stone statues, the Shinto, the Jinshui Bridge, and the gate tower.
The sun was in the west, and his figure was stretched very long.
Slowly, he stopped in front of the main hall, looked at the side halls on the left and right, seemed a little dissatisfied, and said, "It's still a bit shabby!" Then, he suddenly laughed again.
"Let it be shabby if you are shabby. He was a prince when he died, so he will follow the prince's etiquette. When his son becomes the emperor in the future, he is the emperor's father, so his son will naturally worry about him!"
As he said that, he continued to walk forward, "When I am alive, I have to worry about my son. When I die, my son has to worry about me! Damn it, this is unfair!"
Just chattering like this, the old man walked to the main hall and looked in front of the memorial tablet. Then he sat on a chair, crossed his legs comfortably, and kept patting the armrest with one hand.
"Logically speaking, there is no reason for me to come and see my son. It's the son who wants to pay homage to me. But we are old and have some things in our hearts. I don't know who to talk to except you!"
"You can't tell your mother either. You know how soft-hearted she is. She will cry and cry at everything we say. She can't let go of this and can't let go of that. As a woman, you know that!"
"So after much thought, I can only find you. Who makes you the boss? My elder brother is like my father. You are the eldest son!"
After chatting for a long time, the smile on the old man's face turned depressed.
"Boss, tell us the truth. Have you ever thought about how you would take care of your younger brothers one day when we are gone?"
After saying that, the old man looked straight at the tablet.
"You should have this intention, but you have a lot of eyes. You may not start so directly, and you will take your time."
"Hey, actually. We know more or less what you are thinking. How can you allow others to sleep soundly under the bed? If they all comply with your wishes, you are willing to give them some melons and dates. If they are unwilling, you also have many means.
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"But your son, our grandson, is different from what you think!"
"What he wants is for the cadres to be arbitrary and the authority to be unified. Fundamentally, he doesn't agree with our enfeoffment!" As he said that, the old man laughed again, "I don't blame him, who knew that your younger brothers are so unsatisfactory. , making a big fuss!"
"Their generation has started to behave like this, and their children and grandchildren will not be much better! In a few decades, the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty will no longer be princes on horseback, but will be the moths of the Ming Dynasty!"
As he said that, the old man's smile faded again, "Boss, tell us, are we a little too indulgent of them when we get older?"
"Tell me, should we kill one or two of them?"
"After all, it's our son, we can't bear it. We can't start this, otherwise in the future, when the Zhu family kills their own people, there will be a precedent to follow! Just like the Li family, oh my dear, father and son Brother, how many lifetimes have you killed!"
At this point, the old man sighed again, "But we are too soft-hearted and have given the problem to your son. If we are too soft-hearted, we will become the support of your younger brothers!"
"Hey! We were thinking a few days ago that we might as well just give in."
"We are tired of being an emperor. The child has grown up and will be his sooner or later. Let him toss about it!"
